Beauty used to smile and include and be carefree
That is until smiling gave you wrinkles so it stopped.
Now beauty is only obtainable from sizes 0-2
And beauty is pain, hair removing, fat removing
Until the only thing left for losing is money and damn energy
With the magazine we’ve been perusing it’s no wonder
There’s girls that “don’t know they’re beautiful,”
More than girls that do
Always competing for an unattainable prize
Contentedness has vanished
And insecurities have arrived
Now all we have is eyelash glue
To piece together our confidence
The money they’ve been making
With girls feeling degraded
How much longer can advertisements teach us how to live our lives?
People will be more accepting and caring toward one another. Preferably with a female president.